g Yimo didn't pay attention to the small detail between her and Leng Zhujing, instead focusing her attention on her grandfather.Leng Zhujing suddenly smiled coldly: "If I said that grandpa asked me to..."Father, I hope you and Huasheng won't put pressure on Yimò. I will take all the consequences of this matter alone." Leng Ye spoke in a heavy voice, paused for a moment, then continued, "By the way, after the little girl is born, I will have her registered under Huasheng's household and she will bear his surname. On paper, she will be Huasheng's child."

"What's with the 'Hua' surname It's like he's trying to take after this old man, my name is Lian!" Lian Zhongkai suddenly said indignantly.

The heavy atmosphere just now was instantly eased by Lian Zhongkai's words.

Cold Night chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, yes. I'll take my father-in-law's surname."

“And also! After the little girl is born, you have to let her visit this old man often! I want to buy a lot of toys for her. By the way, aren't you very rich You have to build a playground for my granddaughter! Then, I can take her to the playground to play.” Lian Zhongkai was like an old urchin, and he also had a cute side.

"No problem," Leng Ye chuckled in reply.

After Lian Zhong Kai finished complaining, he seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his call. As he was wrapping up, he proactively hung up on Leng Ye Chen.

Leng Ye Chen smiled faintly and calmly put away his phone.

Although Tong Yimo's baby girl remained in her belly, she lost her freedom.

She couldn't make her pregnancy public this time, and even had to delegate her work to others.

Moreover, compared to when she was pregnant with Xiao Chen for the first time, this pregnancy was much harder. Cold Ye Chen also spent fewer days at home with her.

Perhaps this is the saying, you gain something, you lose something…

During her pregnancy, Tong Yimo experienced symptoms of threatened miscarriage, placenta previa, and a mischievous little girl in her belly who even played with her umbilical cord wrapped around her neck. There wasn't a moment that gave her peace of mind.

Not only that, Tong Yimo was also confined to her private residence and couldn't go anywhere else. Even prenatal checkups were conducted at home by Lian Zhongkai, who brought Pei Ran over.

Until she passed nine months in a daze within her private residence.

That night, Tong Yimo lay alone in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She sat up from the bed with some effort.

When Leng Ye Chen returned home exhausted from a long day, the bedroom door swung open and Tong Yimo, with her pregnant belly prominently displayed, greeted him happily.

It was supposed to be a sweet goodnight kiss, but Tong Yimo smelled the scent of a woman's perfume on Leng Yechen's body in the cold night.

Since she became pregnant with their little girl, they haven't been intimate because the baby was not progressing well.

Could it be...

Tong Yimo's face stiffened, and she instinctively pushed away Leng Yeshen.

In the cold night, Leng Ye Chen sensed Tong Yi Mo's unusual emotions and asked, "Yi Mo, what's wrong"

Tong Yimo replied with a cold face, "Nothing, I'm tired and want to sleep."

"You're hiding something from me" Leng Yechen frowned.

Tong Yimò turned around, facing away from Leng Yechen. She pursed her lips, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"E Mo" Leng Yechen strode forward, circling around Tong Yi Mo.

Tong Yimo hurriedly lowered her head and shifted to the side, avoiding Leng Yeshen.

"I know I haven't been home much lately, and I've upset you. But I was..."

"Big brother, did you meet other women tonight and that's why you just came back" Tong Yimo raised her head and looked at Leng Yeshen's dark eyes, questioning.

Leng Yechen looked dumbfounded for a moment, then furrowed his brow and replied, "Yi Mo, are you overthinking things Leng Yechen has only ever loved one woman in his life, and that's you!"

"So, what's with the perfume on you" Tong Yimo sounded rather aggressive.

Leng Ye Chen, hearing this, lifted his hand in confusion and sniffed at his clothes. "I don't smell any perfume!"

"Even if Big Brother doesn't admit it, that's fine." Tong Yimo didn't want to say another word to Leng Yeshen.

Cold Night suddenly became a bit annoyed and yelled, "Yimo, please don't mess with me, okay I'm really tired today!"

After he finished shouting, he turned and went into the dressing room. He took his pajamas and then went back into the bathroom to take a shower.

Tong Yimo suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She got up from the bed, clutching her stomach with one hand and the sheets with the other, slowly sitting down on the floor.

That kind of pain, it's like having a knife carving her flesh and bone.

Tong Yimo was in so much pain that her face turned as pale as a sheet, but she still gritted her teeth and didn't utter a word.

Blood, crimson red, spread across the carpet from beneath her thigh.

Finally, she fainted from the pain.

Cold Night immersed himself in the hot water of the bath. When he came out, he saw Tong Yimò lying on the rug by the bed. He was so startled that his heart jumped into his throat.

"Yimò!" He strode over quickly, half-helping Tong Yimò up from the ground, and letting her lean against his chest. He reached out and picked up the cordless phone on the bedside table, starting to dial Lian Huasheng's number.

At this moment, Leng Yechen regretted it.

He shouldn't have yelled at Yi Mo just now.

After the phone call, Leng Ye sank his arms around Tong Yimo's body, holding her face in his hands and according to Lian Huasheng's instructions, constantly pinching the center of Tong Yimo's person, trying to wake her up.

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.similar to a memory card.I just don't know what this thing is used forOtherwise...Give it to the eldest brother.Tong Yimo thought to herself, repackaged the thing in paper and tucked it into her pocke...